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vivalaHunting Horrors [Elysium]
CW: Spiders.
Laios might be a resident of Flotsam, but when the festivals of waning summer come around Laios is using his shore leave not for boat races or fishing contests, but to travel to Elysium to participate in the hunt. The monster hunt, which Laios is very starry eyed about. Honestly he's not even thinking about winning; he's just eager to have this opportunity to potentially see some cool monsters! Sea serpents and their like rarely swim up to Flotsam after all.
This particular patch of Elysium forest is disappointingly monster-free so far, however, with only large, sticky spider webs hanging raggedly from the trees overhead to tell someone there used to be a bunch of giant spiders in the area before some earlier hunters picked them off.
Laios picks his way through the webbing, and then spots something interesting under one of the larger trees. Splattered across the grass is a patch of some dark, semi-liquid substance. Laios goes to crouch near it and tentatively sniffs. It has an acrid scent, and squishes when Laios pokes it with his sword.
He looks over to his companion, smiling. "Isn't this neat? Giant spiders means giant frass."
Sea Squall [Flotsam]
It's a particularly hot, lazy day when Laios is back working on The Brave Boar, for a given value of working; the ship is tidy enough that Laios was left taskless, so he'd escaped to the deck with scrap paper and charcoal to try drawing some of the monsters he'd seen during the hunt.
He'd been so absorbed in it that he hadn't really registered the change in the lighting, nor looked up to see how the clouds in the sky were building. But the rest of the crew had, and recognized the signs of an incoming storm. And all too soon Laios was looking up, bewildered, as the deck suddenly was crawling with people.
There's a lot to do to keep a ship safe when a storm's on the way, and every sailor has a part to play. In Laios's case, he's being tasked with helping with the rigging-
"Whuff!"
-or at least, so he assumes from the rope a boatswain tosses him before he can so much as blink. A moment later that boatswain tosses another rope to a person nearby, and barks some orders at the both of them before stalking off to the next set of seamen.
Laios takes a moment to process, then turns to his companion. "Come on, then," he says. "I think we'd better get this done quick."
(Though he says this, he does crouch to quickly stuff his drawings and charcoal into his coat.)
CW: Spiders.
Laios might be a resident of Flotsam, but when the festivals of waning summer come around Laios is using his shore leave not for boat races or fishing contests, but to travel to Elysium to participate in the hunt. The monster hunt, which Laios is very starry eyed about. Honestly he's not even thinking about winning; he's just eager to have this opportunity to potentially see some cool monsters! Sea serpents and their like rarely swim up to Flotsam after all.
This particular patch of Elysium forest is disappointingly monster-free so far, however, with only large, sticky spider webs hanging raggedly from the trees overhead to tell someone there used to be a bunch of giant spiders in the area before some earlier hunters picked them off.
Laios picks his way through the webbing, and then spots something interesting under one of the larger trees. Splattered across the grass is a patch of some dark, semi-liquid substance. Laios goes to crouch near it and tentatively sniffs. It has an acrid scent, and squishes when Laios pokes it with his sword.
He looks over to his companion, smiling. "Isn't this neat? Giant spiders means giant frass."
Sea Squall [Flotsam]
It's a particularly hot, lazy day when Laios is back working on The Brave Boar, for a given value of working; the ship is tidy enough that Laios was left taskless, so he'd escaped to the deck with scrap paper and charcoal to try drawing some of the monsters he'd seen during the hunt.
He'd been so absorbed in it that he hadn't really registered the change in the lighting, nor looked up to see how the clouds in the sky were building. But the rest of the crew had, and recognized the signs of an incoming storm. And all too soon Laios was looking up, bewildered, as the deck suddenly was crawling with people.
There's a lot to do to keep a ship safe when a storm's on the way, and every sailor has a part to play. In Laios's case, he's being tasked with helping with the rigging-
"Whuff!"
-or at least, so he assumes from the rope a boatswain tosses him before he can so much as blink. A moment later that boatswain tosses another rope to a person nearby, and barks some orders at the both of them before stalking off to the next set of seamen.
Laios takes a moment to process, then turns to his companion. "Come on, then," he says. "I think we'd better get this done quick."
(Though he says this, he does crouch to quickly stuff his drawings and charcoal into his coat.)
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Date: 2024-08-25 03:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-08-28 09:31 pm (UTC)While Laios isn't exactly high-ranking in the Crimson Corsairs he does take his position of comparative-senior fairly seriously, and shows Ilphyl where to climb up, pointing out the various parts of the rigging along the masts and explaining what they're called ("Those are the running backstays.") and their functions ("The topping lift is there to hold up the boom.")
Some of which may have already been explained to Ilphyl by now by other residents of Flotsam, but at least Laios is trying?
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Date: 2024-08-29 01:49 pm (UTC)"I've only been on a big ship once before getting here. And I was mostly helping out with lookout at night." And combat.